タイトル曲の"Hotel California"昨日とりあげた"Life In The Fast Lane"もそうですが全体を通して詩がとてもいいです。
僕が一番好きなのはアルバムの最後のこの曲です。
The Eagles-The last resort
詩はこちら
She came from Providence, the one in Rhode Island Where the old world shadows hang heavy in the air She packed her hopes and dreams like a refugee Just as her father came across the sea
She heard about a place people were smilin' They spoke about the red man's way, and how they loved the land And they came from everywhere to the Great Divide Seeking a place to stand or a place to hide
Down in the crowded bars, out for a good time, Can't wait to tell you all, what it's like up there And they called it paradise I don't know why Somebody laid the mountains low while the town got high
Then the chilly winds blew down Across the desert through the canyons of the coast, to the Malibu Where the pretty people play, hungry for power to light their neon way and give them things to do
Some rich men came and raped the land, Nobody caught 'em Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and Jesus, people bought 'em And they called it paradise The place to be They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea
You can leave it all behind and sail to Lahaina just like the missionaries did, so many years ago They even brought a neon sign: "Jesus is coming" Brought the white man's burden down Brought the white man's reign
Who will provide the grand design? What is yours and what is mine? 'Cause there is no more new frontier We have got to make it here
We satisfy our endless needs and justify our bloody deeds, in the name of destiny and the name of God
And you can see them there, On Sunday morning They stand up and sing about what it's like up there They call it paradise I don't know why You call someplace paradise, kiss it goodbye
He was a hard headed man. He was brutally handsome, and she was terminally pretty. She held him up, and he held her for ransom in the heart of the cold, cold city. He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude. They said he was ruthless; they said he was crude. They had one thing in common; they were good in bed. She'd say, "Faster, faster. The lights are turnin' red."
Life in the fast lane surely make you lose your mind. Life in the fast lane, mmmm.
Are you with me so far?
Eager for action and hot for the game, the coming attraction, the drop of a name. They knew all the right people; they took all the right pills. They threw outrageous parties; they paid heavily bills. There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face. She pretended not to notice; she was caught up in the race. Out every evening until it was light, he was too tired to make it; she was too tired to fight about it.
Life in the fast lane; everything all the time. Life in the fast lane, uh huh.
Blowin' and burnin', blinded by thirst, they didn't see the stop sign; took a turn for the worst. She said, "Listen, baby.You can hear the engine ring. We've been up and down this highway; haven't seen a god-dam thing." He said, "Call the doctor. I think I'm gonna crash. The doctor says he's coming; but you gotta pay him cast." They went rushin' down that freeway; messed around and got lost. They didn't know they were just dying to get off.
And it was life in the fast lane, life in the fast lane.
China is threatening to cut off imports of American chicken, but poultry experts have at least one reason to suspect it may be an empty threat: Many Chinese consumers would miss the scrumptious chicken feet they get from this country.
About half of the chicken parts sold to China are wings and feet, which are worth only a few cents a pound in the United States. As delicacies in China, they fetch 60 cents to 80 cents a pound, a price that no other foreign market comes close to matching, according to industry experts. Mr. Aho said the big chicken feet result from the American preference for white chicken meat. A bird bred for big breasts is necessarily bred to have big, strong feet and legs, he said. The United States is by far the world’s leading supplier of king-size chicken feet.
僕自身は、どのような組織でも、人を自殺に追い込むような圧力をかけるような構造とか構成員の心理は潜在的にあるんじゃないか、と思っていて、それを利用して生産性や効率を上げる(たとえば「ノルマ」とか「連帯責任」)というものも一概に否定はできないと思ってます。 ただ、そのメカニズムがdark side of the forceを発揮しだしたときにどうやって止めるかが問題なんじゃないかなと漠然と考えています。